I was speeding up Germantown avenue, on my my miniture mortorcycle, hopeing I wouldnt hit a pot hole and flip off the bike. When I had seen the pot hole up ahead, I slowed down and tried to get back on the pavement. When I tried to get back on the pavement, my tire got stuck on the trolly tracks and the bike flipped over. Since I didnt have on a helmet, I realized what kind of danger my life was in. When people saw me fall of the bike they pulled over, and helped me up. When I got home, I had told my dad what had happen and he took me to the hospitall. We were in waiting in the hospital for almost two hours before I was seen by the doctor. Before i left the hospitall the doctor had given me some pain medication for my sprained ankle. When we arrived home i went striaght up to my room, and thanked god for not letting me get hurt any worst than I did.